100 Drabbles of Summer – 11. Gluttony

11.  Gluttony

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“I’m going to die.”

“You’re not going to die.”

“No, seriously.  I’m going to die.” 

“You can’t do that!  Live, I say.  Live!”

“Stop shaking me.  You’re not helping.”

“Not helping . . .”

“Let’s just say my stomach is a volcano.  You would be forcing the lava closer and closer to the top.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“So, when do you think you’ll feel like moving?”

“Never.”

“Oh, come on.”

“Maybe twelve hours.”

“Now you’re just messing with me.”

“I’m not.”

“Really?”

“Really.  I’m just never eating again.”

“Poor baby.  Clearly you’ve never been to the Taste of Chicago.”

“Shut up.”

Jason Vilnas and Anna Foster (in that order).  Original characters. 

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